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{Welcome to the Miserable Undead System!}
{Host: Donald Clinton}
{Special System Abilities: Corrupted- Locked}
>You only have access to the basic identification abilities of the cursed Miserable Undead System<
{Host Status:}
Race: Mid-tier Skeleton
Level: 3
Class: Classless
Attributes:
STR- 0.5
VIT- 1.4
SPE- 0.5
MIN- 0.6
{NOTE: STR for Strength; VIT for Vitality; SPE for Speed; MIN for Mind}
Health Points (HP): 3/3
{Skills: Bone Assembling}
{Passive Skill: Calma; Vampire}
{Special Skills: None}
{Magic Skills: None}
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{Remark: A befitting form for a miserable womanizer and arrogant prick! You will die the final death soon enough!}
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Despite leveling up 3 times the previous day, even as all his attributes increased with his level ups, something remained stagnant, his health points.
Despite leveling up 3 times, his total HP remained unchanged.
This led Clinton to conclude that his total HP would only increase when he either gained a class, leaving his classless status or when he finally evolved from a normal Undead Skeleton into a higher form of skeleton monster.
Here in this decaying forest, the concept of time was not straightforward since the world was always plunged in perpetual darkness.
Clinton only used his vague senses to determine time.
And today, after waking up from his nap under the roots of the decaying tree, the first thing that came to Clinton’s mind was not to hunt further but rather, the first thing that came to his mind was exploration.
If this was the first level of this dungeon, wherever it was and it followed the rules of a game, then there must be a gate that led to the next level of the dungeon.
And if there was a gate, there was a great likelihood of there being a gate guardian that protected the gate.
At the moment, all these were just speculations and Clinton yearned to clarify these speculations so he would not be left second-guessing.
This was why, waking up fresh and revitalized after the exhausting events of his first day since reincarnating into this world, he decided it was time to go out.
With his first skill, bone assembling that originally seemed useless but was slowly proving its use, Clinton was not scared of meeting dangerous enemies.
At the worst-case scenario, he could simply hide from their reach again by disassembling his bony body and entering where his enemies could not access.
And with that, he began his exploration.
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Just 2 hours later, Clinton was done with his exploration.
He finally understood the full layout of this level of the dungeon. It was smaller than he expected, much smaller.
The only reason why he took so long to fully explore the dungeon was because of his cautious approach, not wanting to antagonize any of the monsters in the dungeon, most especially the Ogres.
By now, Clinton already learned something new too.
He learned something new about level 5 monsters in this level of the dungeon after having his first encounter with them.
Level 5 monsters were the strongest monsters in this level of the dungeon and unlike the other monsters, these apex predators already had access to magic.
There was only one level 5 Green Goblin in the whole first level of the dungeon, Clinton already confirmed.
There was also just one level 5 Undead Tree but as for the Ogres? The Ogres had three menacing level 5 Ogres.
The level 5 Green Goblin had access to basic ice magic.
The level 5 Undead Tree had access to wood magic, while the three level 5 Ogres had access to devastating stone magic that made them deadly predators of this level of the dungeon.
Despite all their power and magic though, they were not the absolute rulers of this level of the dungeon, they were not the apex predator.
After his exploration, Clinton learned that this level of the dungeon was smaller than he expected. It was just 2 kilometers long and wide.
Like he expected, there were only 3 different specie of monsters residing here; the Green Goblins, the Undead Trees, and the Ogre.
The population of monsters in this level of the dungeon never changed, always remaining constant no matter how many were killed at a time.
This made Clinton confirm even more that the workings of this world were similar to a game. Heck, maybe too similar even.
At some point, he had to ask in his mind. ‘Don’t tell me man!’
‘Don’t tell me, did I reincarnate inside a game?!’
‘The f*ck!’
He had to give his all to keep his composure and avoid freaking out. Thankfully, his passive skill, Calma was ever present at the rescue.
And just like he expected, this level of the dungeon indeed had a gate that likely led to a higher level of the dungeon.
And as expected, the gate had a powerful guardian.
The guardian of the gate was the apex predator of this level of the dungeon, and it was the sole 4th specie of this level of the dungeon.
The guardian of the gate was a powerful Golem who had access to stone magic that was even more powerful than that of the Ogres.
Beep!
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{Warning! Enemy has been detected!}
{You have encountered a level 5 Guardian Golem!}
{You will die!}
(Miserable system hint: Escape or die!}
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Clinton’s response to the system?
‘F*ck you!’
He did heed the warning though after watching one of the level 5 Ogres challenge the guardian only to be ripped to shreds by the unforgiving power of the Guardian Golem.
The level 5 Ogre respawned 5 hours later.
After his exploration, Clinton came to a conclusion. ‘I need more power!’
‘And if I am to get more powerful, I need to beat that guardian Golem and get access to level 2 of this dungeon’.
At that moment, he grinned spitefully. ‘Angel f*cking Athena, so this is your version of a world more miserable than hell for me to suffer right?’
He spat hatefully. ‘Yeah, I admit, this world is indeed insufferable and miserable but that is not enough to stop the almighty track King Clinton’.
‘Just watch me as I claw my way back from this hell worse than hell!’
‘Watch me as I rise from my ashes!’
‘Watch me as I rise from my ashes to destroy you!’
‘This, I vow, I will definitely get my revenge!’
***{You have killed a level 1 Green Goblin!}{You gained 0 XP!}…{You have killed a level 1 Green Goblin!}{You gained 0 XP!}…{You have killed a level 1 Green Goblin!}{You gained 0 XP!}…{You have killed a level 2 Green Goblin!}{You gained 0 XP!}***Compared to when Clinton just entered this decaying forest where he had to run from every monster around, now, he was no longer the weakest in the food chain.Now, he was a level 3 mid-tier undead skeleton.Compared to when he started as a level 0 low-tier undead skeleton when his strength attribute was a measly 0.2, though his strength attribute was still measly, still, now it had a higher value of 0.5.This and the little difference growth in his other attributes was why he could take down so many Green Goblins with some little sacrifice now.Of course, his exploits could also be attributed to the fact that he was no longer an ignorant novice about this decaying forest.Having explored every corner of this forest, knowing all its
***{You have crafted a low-tier weapon: Wooden Spear!}{Low-tier weapon, Wooden Spear has been imbued with a passive skill: Sharpness!}>Sharpness: The tip of this wooden spear is sharp, able to pierce through the hide of most monsters in the first level of the Dungeon of Azarick<…{Congratulations! For crafting a low-tier weapon, you have unlocked a utility class!}{You have unlocked the class: Weapon Master or Weapon Craftsman!}{Unique Effects: While crafting weapons using materials from low-tier resources, your success rate is very high!}{For unlocking a utility class, you have received 1 free attribute point!}***‘Huh?’ Clinton was completely baffled by what he just saw.‘I crafted a weapon? Low-tier Spear?’‘I even imbued it with a passive skill?’‘And I unlocked a utility class?’ If Clinton had hair at this moment, he would be scratching it in bewilderment. ‘What the hell even is a utility class?’Thinking of this, he remembered his miserable undead system status again, pre
“System, assign 0.5 attribute points to my strength attribute”.***{0.5 free attribute points have been assigned to the strength attribute!}{You have 0.5 free attribute points remaining!}***Clinton’s eyes almost popped out of their sockets. ‘What the f*ck?!’Clinton was so shocked by what his miserable undead system just showed him at this moment that his skull was almost trembling.‘D-d-did my strength attribute just increase?’Clinton asked the question in his mind not because of the notification of the system, rather because of the sensation that just went through his skeleton body.As an athlete in his previous life, he had ample experience with working out in the gym.When a newbie decided to start going to the gym, for the first few days of working out, the newbie would experience rapid growth in his muscles and body accompanied by some pain as his body tried to adapt to the new experience.This did not mean that the newbie’s muscles suddenly became twice as strong or twice
***{Your attempts to craft a low-tier bow has failed!}***A good hour and thirty minutes were just wasted but Clinton was not disheartened, this only made him verify his observations about this world again.From the onset, he was never good at crafting bows to begin with.Crafting a Wooden Spear and a Wooden Dagger compared to crafting a bow was a whole other level of complexity.For the first 2, any random hunter could do it but the same could not be said for a bow, it was much different.If somehow, the miserable undead system registered it that he successfully created a low-tier bow, he would have been suspicious about the true intentions of the cursed system since then, that would be the system helping him already.Clinton may have lived in the countryside with his grandmom for a time but that was it, he only had basic knowledge of the wild and some experiences due to his adventurous nature.Clinton may have seen the local hunters use bow and arrows to hunt a few times but this
Before Clinton pounced on the Green Goblins, there was a little problem.Clinton was just one human skeleton with 2 bony hands and 2 bony legs. There was no way that he could carry 10 Wooden Spears and 9 Wooden Daggers around this decaying forest while hunting for prey.This dilemma came once he got set to embark on his raid across this forest.The skeleton sighed. “In one of those manga that I remember reading, in situations like this, the main character’s system is supposed to have something like an inventory to store weapons, right?”“Where the f*ck is my own inventory?” The skeleton grimaced.At this moment, Clinton could either ascribe this oversight of his system to the fact that his system was simply defective or due to the fact of its name, it was just a miserable undead system.‘It’s probably that ugly angel that caused this through her curse, right?’ Thinking of the angel, Clinton only felt hatred simmer in his heart.In the end, he had to improvise.For his first official h
***{You have killed a level 3 Green Goblin!}{You gained XP!}…{You have killed a level 2 Green Goblin!}{You gained 0 XP!}…{You have killed a level 2 Green Goblin!}{You gained 0 XP!}***In 3 minutes, Clinton made short work of the pack of Green Goblins.After killing their two level 3 leaders first, the others panicked and, in that time, he was able to kill two of the level 2 Green Goblins easily.In the end, spooked, the last Green Goblin of this pack was able to escape death as turning without shame, it ran and escaped at astonishing speed.In 3 short minutes, Clinton just destroyed a level 3 pack of Green Goblins.Clinton raised his right skeleton hand holding one of his Wooden Daggers and looked at it. “Hehehe,” he chuckled which only sounded eerie when coming from a skeleton. “I truly am growing stronger”.Before now, he was scared to even take on a single level 3 Green Goblin in battle but after spending his free attribute points and crafting weapons, killing multiple lev
***{CRITICAL HIT!}{Your enemy used a skill on you: Might Punch!]{You have received +2.2 damage!}{HP: 0.3/3}***Clinton was rattled to the very depths of his being.‘0.3 HP remaining?!!!’‘What the f*ck!’Clinton abandoned his weapons, running for his life without shame but even this was not enough as his enemy went in pursuit.The Stone Ogre was adamant in taking his life.“F*cking Christ!” Clinton cursed.“I swear I’m going to kill you!”Despite his words of bravado at this moment though, Clinton felt like his heart was right in his throat if he had one, beating rapidly in crazy rhythms.At this moment, Clinton felt the threat of death again vividly just like he felt during his first encounter after reincarnating into this world against the Holy Knights. He felt like a pig on the slaughterhouse before the Butcher.And at this moment, the Stone Ogre was the Butcher.Thud! Thud! Thud!The Stone Ogre pursued relentlessly.And for a moment, Clinton finally started regretting past de
***{Your crafted weapon, Wooden Spear has been destroyed!}***‘F*ck!’Despite the sharp pang of pain that Clinton felt in his skeleton chest and despite cursing, he did not waste a single moment as that Wooden Spear was smashed into pieces by the Stone Ogre.Despite just losing a weapon that he spent so much time and love crafting, at this moment, his 0.3 health points were what dominated Clinton’s mind.Saving his life was what dominated his mind.This was why as the Stone Ogre smashed the wooden spear to pieces with its powerful arms, its red eyes glowing with fury, Clinton finally saw a weakness.He saw a weakness because he was perceptive enough.During his preparations to go for his raid across the decaying forest, Clinton crafted 19 weapons; 10 Wooden Spears and 9 Wooden Daggers.For his first hunt, he took 2 Wooden Daggers and 3 Wooden Spears with him.The deadly encounter against this Stone Ogre though made him lose all his weapons that he originally took out for his hunt an
***{Warning! You have encountered a powerful enemy!}{You have encountered a level 5 apex predator of the decaying forest: Ancient Undead Tree!}…{You have killed a level 5 Ancient Undead Tree!}{You have gained XP!}{You have sucked health points!}***Like a hurricane, Clinton with his new weapons went on a rampage in the decaying forest, targeting the apex predators of this ancient forest.The battle against the Ancient Undead Tree was not much different from his encounter with the Lord of the Green Goblins.The only difference was that the Ancient Undead Tree had much more health points than the Green Goblin and its body was much more massive, giving it time to flex most of its power.In the end, what Clinton got was a weapon, not an armor.He could deal devastating damage now did not mean he got inviolable defense with it. One hit from the level 5 apex predators could still leave him on the brink of death, this was why he was extra careful.Even more with an opponent like an un
~__________~{Welcome to the Miserable Undead System!}{Host: Donald Clinton}{Special System Abilities: Corrupted- Locked}>You only have access to the basic identification abilities of the cursed Miserable Undead System<{Host Status:}Race: High-tier SkeletonLevel: 5Class: Spear Master{Utility Class: Weapon Craftsman}{Sub Class: Master of Daggers}Attributes:STR- 3.5VIT- 2.8SPE- 1.8MIN- 0.8Health Points (HP): 7/7{Skills: Bone Assembling; Spear Thrust; Silent Slice; Accurate Throw}{Passive Skill: Calma; Vampire}{Special Skills: None}{Magic Skills: None}…{Weapons: Magedon, Light Slayer}…{Titles: Hell Slayer}…{Remark: A suddenly not so befitting form for a miserable womanizer and arrogant prick. Don’t raise your hopes up though, you will still die the final death soon enough!}~________~Charging out of the cave of the level 5 Stone Ogre, the first thing that Clinton did was to check on his system status again to reconfirm certain details for the plan he had in his
***{You have activated active skill: Spear Thrust!}***In one smooth motion after shrugging off the grasp of the humans, the skinny skeleton thrust forward at the wall with the suddenly shiny bone in his hand.His hand thrust with so much force that a mini sonic boom was induced.The bone was no spear but at this moment, Clinton was able to wield it like one.The bone hit the wall, and then…KABOOM!Force was transferred, and the wall collapsed.“…”“…”“…..!”Clinton’s eyes almost popped out of their sockets as he saw the scene that suddenly played out before his eyes as his current reality.‘H-how? What the f*ck!’‘Did I just do that?!’‘Did I just tear down the walls of this cave with a single strike?’The mere thought of it sent tingling feelings of excitement through his bones.This was no simple achievement.Afterall, this was not any cave in the decaying forest. This cave was the home and lair of one of the most destructive and sturdy existences in the decaying forest, a level
Beep!***{Congratulations! You have crafted a high-tier weapon of the mythical rank: ???}{High-tier weapon, ??? has been imbued with a passive skill: Corrosion!}>Corrosion: The source of this weapon is the bone of a Doom Knight who was a master of deathly corrosion. The corrosive powers in this bone have been awakened and when used to attack an opponent, it inflicts the opponent with high-tier corrosionParalysis: Paralysis was one of the main powers of Magedon, the Doom Knight. These powers have been inherited by his bone. When attacking an opponent, there is a 15% chance of triggering paralysisWhen activated, by sacrificing your stamina depending on the distance where the weapon will be thrown, you can activate teleportation, making the weapon appear in yo
‘Huh? How am I even supposed to do this?’While Clinton asked this question in his mind, the Stone Ogre who was frustrated to see that it was not crushing the tiny creatures before it suddenly jumped, hitting the roof of this cave then it came crashing back down with force.It hit the ground with devastating force, then…KABOOM!…Earthquake Stomp!Hitting the humans with one of its trademark active skills, this powerful Stone Ogre caused a literal earthquake as the humans staggered.Watching the tiny creatures stagger disorderly, some even panicking, the Stone Ogre’s eyes gleamed deviously as it chomped down with its sharp stone teeth at one of the humans.But at the last moment, a dagger crossed its path.Clang!The clear ringing sound of 2 hard objects colliding reverberated.It was the level 12 human.In the world of this dungeon, to combat the powerful beasts, humans evolved, awakening different powers under myriad classes.Some awakened as mage classes, others as assassin classes
In the decaying forest, what were Stone Ogres?Stone Ogres were the most terrible of the 3 types of monsters that took the first level of this dungeon, the decaying forest as their home.The Green Goblins were the weakest, their main weaknesses being their vulnerable skin and weak strength.It was why they hurdled together in the biggest packs.The Undead Trees had tough hides but this was undone by their blatant weakness to fire. With fire, they become vulnerable.As for the Stone Ogres though, they were the real OGs of the decaying forest.They had stone skin as tough as nails. They were slow, but their impenetrable defense more than made up for it.They were literal tanks.Of the 3 types of monsters in the decaying forest, the Stone Ogres were the only types brave enough to move alone around this forest, even the lower-leveled ones. They were scared of no one.In a way, they were the apex predators of the decaying forest.And right now, Clinton was now hiding in the lair of one of
Beep!***{You have killed a level 3 Green Goblin!}{You gained 0 XP!}…{You have killed a level 3 Green Goblin!}{You gained 0 XP!}…{You have killed a level 3 Green Goblin!}{You gained 0 XP!}…{You have killed a level 4 Green Goblin!}{You gained 0 XP!}…{You have triggered passive skill: Vampire!}{You have sucked +1.3 health points!}{HP: 2.9/7}***Due to his higher level than the monsters that he went after, Clinton’s efficiency in regaining his health points was expectedly slow but he was not deterred by this fact.The higher leveled he was from a monster, the less health points he could suck from killing it.But this only motivated him to kill even faster with more ruthless intent.Clinton went back to the world of light with only a fraction of his total crafted weapons. Though he carried the best of the best with him there, he still had a stockpile of weapons in his safehouses under a mound of sand.After losing his best weapons, he now set his sight on the reserve.Rush
“He’s still alive”.“He’s there”.Clinton raised his head and saw… humans.He raised his head right in time to notice one of the more overenthusiastic humans reveal his head past the boundary of the world of light into the slope, into the boundary of the decaying forest only to be affected by a strange dark power.This power seemed to have rotting properties.“Ahhh!”The young human who seemed inexperienced immediately grabbed his face in horror as the other humans reacted.“You fool, stand still!”Clinton recognized that human. It was the lady among the first 3 humans he met in this world that was a mage.Raising her staff up, she spoke a word as green light left her staff, coalescing on the face of the other human as the strange dark power was expelled.His skin that also started being eroded by the dark power was healed.‘Healing magic’. Clinton deduced immediately. ‘But why?’Thinking deeper into it, he understood. ‘Humans are not allowed in the world of darkness?’He was puzzled
Clinton was subjected to the greatest reality check of his 18 years of existence.For the first time in his life, he was made to understand that he was nobody.For the first time in his life, he was made to understand where he stood in the grand scheme of things.He was made to understand that he was just a cog in the grand wheel of existence, a cog that could be rejected and discarded at wheel.For the first time in his life, he felt ugly.For the first time in his life, he understood rejection.All these were things and emotions that Clinton had never experienced in his 18 years of existence before now and as expected, experiencing it was draining.“Uhh,” Clinton groaned as his hollow eyes looked at the gloomy skies of this forest. “Now would be a good time to end it all, right?”As soon as he muttered that, he let the seed of thought generate in his head, watered by his emotions as it blossomed into a sapling and then a big tree.The idea of committing suicide was getting more prom